Narrative Essay About My 1997 Jeep

My 1997 Jeep Jeeps almost have a cult following, once you get a jeep everyone expects them to put tires the size of boulders on it, and always go off-roading whenever the chance appears, even if that means going off the trail to do it. This is about my four door, four wheel drive, 1997 Jeep Grand Cherokee, and the short time we’ve had together so far. When I got this monster back in the beginning of August it was to satisfy an itch that I had gotten from my father, he told me that nothing was as much fun as a Jeep, and that he has always wanted one. That got me looking for one like a one legged man in a toe stomping contest, I would look on craigslist first thing in the morning, afternoon, and before I went to bed, if I had free time I was looking for a Jeep. Then on one hot, humid Sunday afternoon I found the Jeep that was perfect for me, and luckily was in my very small budget. My father was more than enthused to come with me to look at it, and it wasn’t very far away from where we lived. After a twenty minute drive that seemed longer than the whole Lord of the Rings movies combined we arrived. Now the place was right in the middle of “Little Mexico” in Omaha, right outside of an auto mechanic shop that …show more content…
Then it was painted two tone, the top bright rose red to distinguish it from the forest greens that the Jeep wanted to drive though, than with the bottom half blacked out as if hide all the mud that would be hanging off like bats in dank cave. The Jeep was lifted three inches so that it could set its self apart from every other Grand Cherokee that it would pass in the hills, the rims were black as coal, and the tires looked as if they could drive though spikes and not even notice. From the front of the Jeep it looked like a smug face saying, “Please, just try and get me stuck. I dare